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“Come on that’s fucking bullshit!”
James leaned back in his seat, His hand tensing on his mouse.
Bullshit RNG, like usual. This was really pissing him off. He took a deep breath, took another look at the numbers on the screen. Painfully mid.
He had just gotten back home from college. The last 4 years had been a blur of studying, parties, and of course, gaming.
Now he was out, and he had no idea what to do. He had a job, a shitty one, but something to keep him paid. And those paychecks went a lot further living with his family. His parents didn’t mind letting him stay in his old room, and his sister didn’t seem to mind either, though they all generally kept to themselves.
That was the way it’d always been.
James closed his game. It wasn’t fan anymore, no sense trying to chase his losses.
“Jesus Christ!”
As he looked up, he saw his sister standing right in front of him, slightly smirking.
“Why did you sneak up on me like that?”
Rui had grown a lot since they last lived together. She was still small compared to him, just 5’6 and petit, but she had also changed her style a lot since she was younger, her hair now dyed hot pink, currently in a messy bun, and her septum pierced. She was in her typical bed clothes, an oversized Usahana shirt (James only knew him as “That rainbow Hello Kitty”) which went down to the middle of her thighs.
“I heard you yelling. Game not going good?”
“Going well. and no, it went really badly, fucking RNG.”
“I know right, that’s why I only play good games.” She said, flumphing down on his bed
“I don’t know if I trust your definition of a ‘good game.’ I’m not a huge fan of Hatsune Miku”
“Shut up. She’s cute.” Rui paused for a second. “Besides, I mostly just like the gameplay.”
“That’s why most people play anime games. For the gameplay.” James kept his face totally blank, warrenting a small giggle from Rui.
There was a long moment, as they sat there. In the week since James had moved back, this was the first time they had really shared a conversation. Rui broke it, Nodding towards the Texas Chainsaw Massacre poster on his wall, above the bed.
“I don’t know why you like that. I tried watching it a couple days ago, and I couldn’t make it past the opening. I guess only weirdos like it.”
“I’m not surprised you couldn’t handle it, it’s pretty intense for a baby like you”
“Shut up I’m not a baby”
“I’m not a weirdo”
“You like movies about serial killers and cannibals that’s textbook weirdo behavior”
“Just cause you can’t handle them doesn’t mean they’re only for weirdos.”
“I guess… I mean I would love to watch more horror movies I just —“
James was taken aback: “You want to watch more horror movies?”
“Yes, is that really so surprising?”
“I mean they’re a bit different from Hello Kitty or whatever it is you usually watch”
“Okay well first off it’s not hHllo Kitty, there’s a lot of Sanrio characters other than Hello Kitty, and also I’m not 12 anymore. I like lots of mature things.”
“Like Hatsune Miku”
“Shut up. I don’t only watch cartoons anymore is what I mean. I watch all sorts of things. And I want to watch even more things…. Like horror movies. Not like that though” She gestured again at the Texas Chainsaw Massacre poster. “I just get too scared. I turn it off unless I'm watching it with someone else.” She left the last sentence hanging in the air.
“Well you can just watch it with friends then.” A slight look of frustration crossed Rui’s face, though she covered it up quickly.
“No, they don’t want to watch horror movies with me, they get too scared too. Even more scared than me.”
“I see…” James thought for a second. He had always been a horror fan, he knew about Frankenstein and Dracula before Blue’s Clues, but Rui had never shown any interest, at least when they were both kids. It was true she was almost a different person now. The last time he’d seen her she was 13 years old, just barely a teenager, and now she was a junior in high school. Things do change a lot.
“Well I can always watch them with you. But you shouldn’t start with Texas Chainsaw massacre… that’s like… I don’t know…” he struggled to find a comparison. “Never drinking alcohol and going straight to chugging ever clear. We should start with something easy like the Conjuring.”
“YAY” Rui clapped her hands together. “Let’s do it now, my room has a better TV in it!” She burst up from the bed. “But I do have a question.”
“Yeah?”
“What’s everclear?”
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While it was true that Rui was older than when James had left for college, almost a completely different person, dyed hair and all, her room was still almost identical to what it had been 4 years ago. Mostly pink and purple, anime posters on the walls, including vocaloid ones, and a bed piled high with stuffed animals.
James wondered if she could even handle the Conjuring.
“Here you go,” she said, handing him the remote for the wall mounted TV, overlooking the bed. James sat down in her computer chair. “No silly, on the bed with me”
James shuffled over, and once Rui had cleared out a moderately large spot, carefully moving stuffed animals like they were priceless works of renaissance art, he sat down. She sat right next to him.
“Here you go” James said as he navigated over to the conjuring. “It’s got some scares in it, but it’s not really that intense. If it gets too bad though…” He looked over at Rui
“I can handle it! Trust me” She playfully grabbed his arm.
As the movie began, James and Rui both focused on the story. It had been a while since James had watched it, and remembered very little, so it was almost like watching it for the first time. It had more jump scares than he remembered. Each time the movie was moving towards one, Rui jumped a little, and grabbed his arm tightly, occasionally letting out a little shriek. About 25 minutes in, she looked over at him:
“I’m cold, can you get a blanket?” It was a bit chilly. James reached over and grabbed one of her blankets, carefully laying it across both of them.
“Thanks Bro” Rui god even closer, cuddling against his arm. Christ, she really was cold.
A few minutes later, she shot up: “Wait I Know that girl!” She pointed at the screen. “That’s the girl from the kissing booth!”
“What?”
“The Kissing booth, those Netflix romcoms?? With Jacob Elordi??”
“I can’t say I’m familiar…”
Rui was nearly bouncing up and down, “We gotta watch them sometime they’re soooooo funny. Like so bad… I can’t even explain like they’re just sooooo crazy. I can’t believe she’s in this!”
“Huh.”
“Come on that’s just… I’ve seen those movies a million times okay. It’s crazy.” Rui looked at him again. “God you can be so boring sometimes. I’m still cold, let me get closer”
James was about to protest, there wasn’t anyway for her to get closer; they were basically cuddling, when she sat firmly in his lap.
“There. Now I’ll get warm.”
James sighed. Whatever, if this is what she needed to do.
She almost immediately started squirming. He guessed it was hard for her to get comfortable. Despite himself, he felt a little blood moving towards his crotch. Not super surprising, give the nearly constant motion of the girl in his lap, but he focused on the movie. This was his sister, remember.
His sister.
A few moment later, it seemed like Rui had found a comfortable position. And her motion stopped. They both turned their attention back to the movie, though something buried deep in the reptilian part of James Brain couldn’t stop thinking about the cute girl just a few layers of cloth away from his body. How close they were. And that voice just kept getting louder.
After a while, James realized he was paying more attention to Rui, and to not getting hard, than to the movie.
Rui on the other hand, was engrossed. She stared at the screen, reaction viscerally to every plot beat, every extended slow shot, building up towards a jump scare. Each time she would shake, and her ass would rub up against Jame’s cock.
Each time it got a little harder to hold back.
James could feel that Rui’s shirt had ridden up, and could feel the fabric of her underwear on his crotch. He really wished he was wearing underwear under his pajama pants.
As the movie got more intense, Rui couldn’t stop moving, tiny rhythmic circles. If he wasn’t in his current predicament, he probably wouldn’t have noticed.
Fuck fuck fuck. Maybe she couldn’t feel him. He was fully hard at this point, his cock pointing directly into her ass. His sister was sitting in his lap, totally innocently, and he was rock hard. Fuck.
She didn’t seem to care. Fuck this was so perverted.
He wanted to stop her, but that reptile part of his brain was telling him that nothing that felt this good could be so bad. That was overriding the part of his brain that told him that this was wrong. This was his sister.
As the movie moved towards a close, James suddenly realized the situation was worse than he thought. He was still hard, throbbing, in fact, and he was going to have to get up, and get out of there ASAP. He didn’t want Rui to see, to know how turned on he was. He needed to take care of it.
Thankfully when the movie ended, Rui jumped right off of his lap.
“That was awesome! I loved that so much, I wish every horror movie was like that!” She stretched, pulling her arms above her head. For the first time, James got a good look at her cute little teenage ass. Fuck. It jiggled just a little as she stretched, her shirt pulling up enough to give him a perfect look. It was so perfectly round, her cute pink panties barely covering a third of it.
He was throbbing.
Then it got worse. Or maybe, Jame’s lizard Brian thought, it got better. To turn off the TV, Rui bent down at the waist, giving James a perfect view of what was in between her legs. Her panties clung to her pussy, giving her a perfect cameltoe. James couldn’t believe what he was seeing, but in the second he got a clear look, it seemed like she had a wet spot right on the center of her panties.
That moment lasted hours.
When she turned back around, he was already up and heading for the door.
“Yeah, that was fun” He tried to hide the note of panic in his voice. “We need to do that again sometime.” He didn’t think much when he said it, but was already out of the door.
Fuck, did she see? He hoped not. Maybe he was safe.
When he got back to his room, he locked the door. He didn’t want her sneaking back in.
He stroked himself to a violent climax just seconds after the lock clicked. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t help but think about Rui as he did it.